Poème Voyageur

                                                         Les yeux rivés au ciel

                                                         Accroché à la lune

                                                          D ' ou me vient l' éternel

                                                           Au delà de la brume

                                                            Bouquet d' argent suspendu

                                                            Train de nuit , inconnu

                                                             En gare du temps

                                                             Sous le phare s' étendant,

                                                              Voyageur vivant

                                                              De la terre m' échappant

                                                              Du sol d' argile

                                                              Surfait et fragile

                                                              Sur le blanc dominant

                                                              Ma bulle bleue

                                                              Portée par le vent

                                                              Disparaît peu à peu .